What Bomi Thought About "Smile" is . . .

“Kyaaa, he smiled at me! Hoya oppa smile at me~!”

Bomi mused. She wandered blankly hearing the squeal of Hoya’s fangirl as they passing the crowd quickly.

It’s magic that smile can turn someone into the super happiest person ever. She thought. Does my smile have that effect too?

“Yah, oppa.” Bomi whispered, only to be grabbed tighter by Hoya while his step began wider and faster. His smile faded away.

Reaching the parking lot, Bomi jumped into the car and pulled the hoodie. Hoya joined in later.

“What?” He asked when felt like a pair of eyes couldn’t stop staring at him.

“How is my smile?” The 4D Bomi talked straightly.

“Why?”

“Are you gonna jump up and down because I smile to you?” Bomi clarified her question, her eyes sparkled with expectation.

Hoya_he’d been with her for almost two years_still caught off guard whenever 4D Bomi appeared. He looked like thinking, then, “Nope.” He grinned and paused. “Your smile isn’t that good.” He continued, teasing.

Bomi mused. Disappointment was clearly shown in her beautiful, adorable, chubby face. She sighed.

“I mean—“ Hoya couldn’t see her longer at that state.

“Teach me.” Bomi cut him off. “Please teach me how to smile properly so that people will be happy too seeing me smile.”

Her eyes, her face, looking so serious.

Caught off gua